This past summer was a challenging one for me in many ways. I shared about some of my earlier difficulties in this post here. After experiencing torrential rainfall in our town and almost two feet of flooding in our basement, I can empathize to a small degree with the Houston flood victims. It’s tough and the drying out and rebuilding is very time-consuming.
Most recently, we had a couple of busy weeks taking three of our five children to college. Two are at the same school, Cedarville University in Ohio. So after packing the van from floor to ceiling with their dorm stuff, we drove the cram-packed vehicle five hours and dropped them off.
My oldest son is going into his junior year, so we barely had time to wave goodbye to him before he was off and running with his friends. My daughter (twin #1) is a new freshman, and we spent the weekend helping her get her room fixed up, running to Walmart for things we forgot to pack, and enjoying the time together (we won’t see her until Thanksgiving!).
My other daughter (twin #2) is also a new freshman but is going to school closer to home at Saginaw Valley State University. About a week after delivering our other two, we loaded up the van again and drove twin #2 down the road to help her move into her dorm. Fortunately, we’ll get to see her more often since she still has her job in town and plans to swing by on the weekends to do her laundry (for free!).
In the midst of packing and cleaning out bedrooms and saying goodbye to our kids, we also had to say goodbye to our beloved Golden Retriever, Annabelle. She’d been having trouble all summer with a poor appetite and loss of energy. We knew she was really sick when we said, “Go for a walk?” and she didn’t wag her tail and run all over the place like she usually did but instead barely lifted her head. After the vet ran tests and suspected cancer, we knew it was just a matter of time. Then when Annabelle stopped eating altogether, we realized we needed to say goodbye.
With three of my children and Annabelle gone, my house is a bit quieter these days. Of course, I still have two teenagers at home (a 7th and 9th grader). And we still have five cats. So my life is definitely not boring!
But my house is feeling like a half empty nest. My chicks are flapping their wings and flying away. I’m excited for them and the adventures they’ll experience. But I’m also looking forward to a less hectic schedule (hopefully!) as well as more time and energy for the two chicks that still remain in the nest.